Lyrics:

'Dorme, dorme meu menino!
Dorme - no mar dos sargaços;
Que mais vale o mar a pino
Que as serpentes nos meus braços!'
- Mário Cesáriny
And when all life as you know it fails
All ghostlike lips taste just the same
What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms?
What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms?
Sleep, sleep now, my child
In the sea of crystal trouble
For better is the violent sight
Than all that you leave behind
In your eyes, a dark so subtle
It let's you walk but never fly
Never fly to leave us all
To leave us all behind
And when all life as you know it fails
All ghostlike Lips taste just the same

What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms?
(Than the serpents in my arms?)
What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms?
(Than the serpents in my arms?)
Down, down, terrible child
To resist is a sin
For better is you hold that smile
And leave us all behind
In your eyes, a mark so subtle
It let's you walk but never fly
Never fly to leave us all
To leave us all behind
And when all life as you know it fails
All ghostlike lips taste just the same
What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms?
(Than the serpents in my arms?)
What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms?
(Than the serpents in my arms?)

'Dorme, dorme meu menino!
Dorme - no mar dos sargaços;
Que mais vale o mar a pino
Que as serpentes nos meus braços!'
- Mário Cesáriny
What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms?
('Que as serpentes nos meus braços!')
What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms?
('Que as serpentes nos meus braços!')
What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms?